Chapter 202: 1st update + 2nd update + 26,000 nutrient solution extra update! Players...
The members of the U-17 French national team were shouting in their hearts, "Hack, cheat, cheat!" as Jibaimao displayed extraordinary strength.
Little do they know that their present is exactly what the U-17 Japanese team experienced yesterday.
Once upon a time, they were so shocked when they faced off against the chicken and cat! !
It was as if I saw my former self,
They looked at each other, and then glanced at each other, feeling even more regretful and euphemistic in their hearts.
Being a greenhorn is a good thing, but after spending a long time with the cat and chicken,
Naturally, you will realize that this level of cheating is nothing at all!
The U-17 Japanese team nodded to each other, then looked at the U-17 French team opposite them.
He shook his head again.
——It doesn’t matter. It’s like this when you first meet Yagi-kun/Yagi-sama/Yagi-san/Kei... But after a while, you get used to it, and it gradually becomes like a chicken breaking a cat.
I won't discuss what the U-17 Japanese and French national teams are thinking.
At the moment, the focus of everyone's attention is——
Right on the court!
Under the blessing of the special state, all attributes increased by 520%. Leopold Camus faced the tricky and slow-witted Yagi Kei.
The return kick continues!
The player's serve—'You flashed a butterfly and hit the wall 365 degrees. Thomas caught the blade with his bare hands 100% without any spin. The scheming frog touched your belly.' has entered its third round, and all values have increased sixfold.
Even with his hands, Leopold Camus's expression wasn't entirely good-looking.
The limit of coping is barely visible.
But even so, Leopold Camus is still smiling!
There was a gentle smile on his face, and his cobalt blue eyes were like clear aquamarine, with sunlight pouring through them, fixing directly on the black-haired figure on the other side of the net!
The racket hit the ball, making a sharp sound no less than any of the previous shots. The wrist holding the racket was already trembling slightly, and the palm of the hand and the base of the thumb showed red marks.
The forearms and meridians were throbbing and shaking continuously.
It should be painful, but Leopold Camus's face did not show any pain at all.
Even a little excited...
Yagi Kei saw it, and not only he, but also the lucky referee Duke Watanabe saw it, and other people watching the game on the sidelines saw it as well.
"...Master Camus..."
This time, they were truly concerned and worried. Dimodimolo and Jonal San George stood shoulder to shoulder and head to head together.
"The values we're observing are very close to Camus's limit. It depends on which side holds the line..."
Tristan Barthes and Degas Delacroix didn't talk as much as the middle school students, but their eyes were fixed on Leopold Camus.
Plance Ludovic Charudaru, who was riding alone, held the reins and let the white horse pace back and forth.
The white horse snorted twice and paced back and forth restlessly.
Entering the next round again - the comprehensive value has increased again, now it is a full eight times!
This is also what players estimate can exceed the limit of the full attribute status blessing of UR BOSS Leopold Camus.
As soon as the ball was kicked, not only Leopold Camus, but also the other people watching the game had their eyelids twitched.
The inexplicable intuition played a role at this moment.
Almost perceptive, fully aware...
That is - 'It has reached its limit!'
Not the limit of Kei Yagi, but the limit of Leopold Camus!
The next second after sensing the imminent impact, the ball left the net for the first time, making the sharpest friction sound ever, "Crackling, crackling, crackling, ahh ...
Harsh, shocking,
So much so that everyone couldn't help but want to cover their ears and flee the stadium.
Anyone can escape - but Leopold Camus, who is standing opposite, cannot escape!
Unlike others who expressed fear at the sound of the ball, Leopold Camus listened, listened to the sound of the ball coming towards him.
Although sharp and explosive, it is the true sound of tennis.
But it is extremely clean, clear, and pure,
Pure to the whole heaven and earth, the whole world,
Reaching the sky and reaching the earth,
There was only the sound of that ball.
Declaring victory, telling success and failure,
There is nothing else besides this!
Leopold Camus, the lucky man who loved tennis with all his heart and was also loved by tennis,
In order to start a revolution, he was also hailed as a "revolutionary", but from beginning to end, such a voice has never been heard.
He almost immersed himself in the story of this ball.
The overflowing love that came from his heart swept over him, washing over his entire brain. At the same time, he held the racket without any slackness.
When dealing with such a clean and clear sound of the ball, discarding everything and giving it your all is the greatest respect!
Leopold Camus, come forward with your racket!
“Kaa ...
"Ku-ku-ku-ku-ku-boom-boom-boom!!"
One after another, the noise continued to ring,
And the closely connected, inch-by-inch cracking sounds,
Swinging back a ball, the excess friction and rotation overflowed, causing damage to Leopold Camus and even his entire body.
The ground within half a meter of where he was located began to collapse.
The U-17 Japanese team thought to themselves, "Here they come!"
This is not the first time I have seen such a scene. It has almost become a necessary step for me to do it every time.
But for the members of the U-17 French national team, even though they had heard about it and witnessed it before, it was still the first time they had seen it so closely and directly at Leopold Camus.
For a moment, the emotions could not be suppressed.
Several middle school students opened their mouths in shock.
“Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack—!”
I can’t count how long it took, maybe it was very long, maybe it was very short,
One second or one frame or one hour,
When I looked again, I saw dust everywhere and bricks and tiles collapsed.
A figure holding a racket and walking towards you,
Shrouded in gray fog, it is completely unclear.
After restraining himself for a moment, Duke Watanabe still exited.
"Camus, are you okay now?!"
A sound was made, but there was no response for a long time.
Now it wasn't just Due Watanabe who was worried. The rest of the French team was also worried.
"—General!"
"……team leader!"
“——Lord Camus!!”
They shouted all sorts of things, all calling out to the same person.
Even more direct, Plance Ludovic Charudaru was about to tighten the saddle, squeeze the horse's belly, and jump into the arena on his white horse!
"—Hey, open your eyes!"
Plans Ludovic Sharudaru was about to charge forward when he was suddenly stopped.
Looking closely again - it was his opponent from the previous battle!
Ryoma Echizen of the U-17 Japanese national team!
Looking up, he saw Echizen Ryoma riding a black horse that came out of nowhere!
Mifune Nyudo, who does good things without leaving a name, walked away with his hands behind his back, still muttering,
"Thinking back to when I was the world's number one rider..."
With the help of the dark horse that came out of nowhere, Echizen Ryoma transformed himself into the 'Dark Horse Prince' on the spot, grabbed the reins, and blocked Plans Ludovic Sharudaru directly!
It seemed difficult to stop it with the strength of several people, but when an equal force appeared—
Even if he was anxious and worried at the moment, it would be difficult for him to go directly past them.
"--Hello,"
Echizen Ryoma raised the brim of his hat, revealing his upturned cat eyes.
Staring straight at Plans,
"It's not time for you to go in yet."
“——!!”
The U-17 Japanese national team showed off their appearance.
This undoubtedly aroused Plans's anger. The white horse under him seemed to respond to his mood, snorting and pacing impatiently, its tail swinging high.
The other members of the U-17 French team also had unhappy expressions.
The Japanese team members were not to be outdone, all of them were eager to see the game, and all of them were committed to maintaining the sovereignty of the field.
Seeing that the two teams were about to stalemate, Duke Watanabe, the referee in the middle, was about to lift the whistle from his chest and blow it to take charge of the situation.
"Pah,"
A slight sound,
"Pah, pah, pah,"
In the extreme silence, the sound of gravel rolling can be heard clearly.
The two deadlocked parties looked at each other at the same time.
In the foggy, almost collapsed stadium,
A dark figure slowly rose from the ground in the distance.
Squinting his eyes slightly, he stared at the blurry figure for a long while.
Tristan Barthes suddenly remembered and opened his eyes wide: "That's Camus!"
A cry came out, and the figure that had stood up shakily stood still.
When the dust cleared, everyone saw the true face——
As Tristan Barthes expected, it was Leopold Camus!
She was in a much more disheveled state than before, with her hair tangled and the braid that once hung neatly over one shoulder now completely undone. Her fair face was streaked with gray and black.
Occasionally there are some small scratches, scarlet and glaring,
But none of this could hide his sparkling cobalt blue eyes.
The light shines with its own brilliance, the mind is highly concentrated, and the whole person looks more imposing!
“…”
At the moment, it’s hard to say it’s good, but it’s definitely not bad either.
Leopold Camus walked out of the gray shadows of the ruins. He took a step back and noticed the gazes of the people on the sidelines. He smiled slightly as a comfort.
I had vaguely heard the argument between the two sides earlier and saw the tense stalemate.
Leopold Camus shook his head and said, "Relax, everyone, I'm fine."
Although he said so, seeing his miserable appearance, neither Tristan nor Delacroix could completely let go of their worries.
Leopold Camus did not say much about this; he was more concerned with other things, such as the tennis racket in his arms.
"Sorry, please give me a moment to change."
Leopold Camus turned slightly towards Yagi Kei, then looked at Duke Watanabe.
Deke. Watanabe naturally couldn't refuse, and hurriedly said "OK".
Leopold Camus turned back again, facing the dark-haired figure across the net.
Yagi Kei didn't say anything, but his gaze paused slightly, his eyes like black glass beads slowly turned, and then turned away.
After getting the response, Camus went to the sidelines alone to change his racket.
Because of this, the members of the U-17 French team had the opportunity to get close and see his current state clearly.
"——Master Camus, what on earth just happened..."
The moment he saw it clearly, Jonal San George paused.
The distance was a little far, so I couldn't see it clearly in time.
But now it is much closer, and Camus no longer hides the cover,
The racket he was holding in his arms finally appeared before everyone's eyes.
The strings are broken down layer by layer, and the broken sections are completely exposed.
Without looking closely, one can tell at a glance that this racket is completely obsolete and can no longer be used.
Looking more closely, the racket frame has a faint irregular wave shape due to the excessive impact.
"...It's affected by excessive rotation and friction..."
Jonal San George lost his virginity and murmured,
Tristan Barthes and Degas Delacroix knew how important the racket was to Leopold Camus.
His eyes fell on the racket, he looked at it deeply, then hesitantly looked at Camus.
"Camus, you..."
The center of the topic, the focus of attention,
Leopold Camus was not as bad as the French team thought.
He was calm and natural. He opened his tennis bag, put the discarded racket back in carefully and lovingly, and then took out a new racket. His movements were neither fast nor slow, and nothing more could be revealed from these.
Holding the racket in his hand, he tightened his fingertips, tested the string twice, tightened the bag again, and took a last look at the discarded racket. Leopold Camus knelt closer, expressing his affection and naturalness.
"Have a good rest. Thank you for your company, my love. We will see you again."
The French team heard the softly whispered words, and their expressions gradually relaxed. Their eyes fell on Leopold Camus's face and body again.
Holding the new racket, Camus stood up again.
Noticing his teammates' concern for him, Camus remained calm and smiled.
"Don't worry about me, everyone,"
The new racket seemed to bring him new strength, and he lowered his eyes slightly to the neat and orderly strings.
"With love by my side, it's not over yet. Our love will continue... until the end."
"Besides, that sound—"
He opened his mouth, but only spoke half of it, the tail end lingering in the air.
The French team paused, wanting to know but unable to rush, so they could only follow along with their gaze.
Leopold Camus did not look back, but walked gracefully.
"My love and I want to continue listening to that direct, clear, and lucid voice."
“…”
"'Can hear the sound of tennis balls'...?"
A puzzled voice sounded. Although he tried his best to understand, he still failed.
"Hey...are you kidding?"
"We're a sports show, so it shouldn't be some superpower... the kind where you can just turn around and turn into a monkey and shout out your skills to save the world, right?"
Speaking out loud, pointing out Leopold Camus's special ability, Byodoin Phoenix glanced at Kirihara Akaya who asked a question without any context, and spoke calmly,
"Seriously, that's the power of Leopold Camus, the 'revolutionary who revolutionized tennis'"
The Phoenix of Byodoin Temple stared at the scene, its pupils fixed tightly, and it was extremely focused.
"He loves tennis and is loved by tennis... Listen to the voice of tennis, that's it."
“…”
“…”
Even though the Phoenix of Byodoin said so, it was still a little beyond my comprehension.
Everyone looked at each other, then looked at Leopold Camus who was walking steadily onto the court, and couldn't help but explore, trying to learn more.
"Being able to hear the sound of tennis balls"—what kind of ability and hearing method is this?
and,
Although it was not stated explicitly or directly expressed, everyone couldn't help but be curious -
If you can really hear it,
So at this moment, what Leopold Camus heard was... the sound of Yagi Kei's tennis ball.
So, what kind of sound would that be?
“Beep!!”
“——2-0!”
With just one 'butterfly flash, you hit the wall 365 degrees, Thomas didn't spin, and 100% caught the knife with his bare hands. The scheming frog touched your belly' ball and he directly defended the serve.
Win the second point of this set,
The serve changed, and it was Leopold Camus' turn again.
This time, I went on the court with a new racket and stood opposite the net.
The blond man with cobalt blue eyes took Yagi Kei seriously, completely, and thoroughly in his sight.
He swung the racket again, still a loving shot!
Leopold Camus, all his love for tennis is concentrated in every ball he hits, without any slackness or concealment,
Give it your all, use all your strength,
The love he gives to tennis is the love tennis gives him in return.
However, even with the additional 520% all-attribute buff, when 'Your Butterfly Flash Hit the Wall 365 Degrees Thomas Without Turning, 100% Catch the Blade with Your Bare Hands, The Scheming Frog Touches Your Belly' was increased to eight times, it had already reached Leopold Camus' limit.
The judgment of Jibaimao is not wrong, UR BOSS Leopold Camus,
This is his limit.
And the player's limits - never retained.
“——Beep!”
“3-0!”
"GAME Yagi Kei, serve!"
After 'Your butterfly flash hits the wall 365 degrees Thomas does not spin barehanded 100% white blade of the frog touch your belly' ball scored one after another,
The player took advantage of the victory and even took out the second skill, '365-degree Thomas spin, 100% chance of catching the white-knife with bare hands, the scheming frog touches your belly again, and the invincible big bang attack' ball!
The more they fought, the brighter Leopold Camus's eyes became. He didn't look like someone who was about to see himself on the verge of failure.
Even though every ball would cause almost unparalleled damage, not only to him but also to the racket,
However, Leopold Camus, who was known to the public as "full of love for tennis", did not retreat at all, but took a step forward.
Starting with the 'heavy ball', each counterattack was far beyond the power range that Leopold Camus could resist.
But he still resisted, and enjoyed it.
Everyone is watching, witnessing, and watching,
Those who understand and those who don’t understand, those who know and those who don’t know, are all here.
“——Beep!!”
Duke Watanabe blew the whistle again,
The whistle cut through the air, leaving a sharp tail.
"——GAME Kei Yagi, 5-0!"
Losing a serving game and a defensive game in a row was a very painful defeat.
No matter who you are, you should feel nervous and serious at this moment.
However, contrary to everyone's expectations, Leopold Camus did not fall into the vortex of negative emotions dominated by depression.
Judging from his facial expression, there was no sign of dejection, and he looked even more energetic.
Players also take into account the status of UR BOSS.
It doesn't feel like entering a negative state, but rather like being injected with chicken blood.
Is this right? This doesn't seem right.
Although I don't care what happened to the NPC, in order to ensure 100% winning rate,
The player still clicked on the status bar of UR BOSS,
A quick glance - no negative status at all!
The 520% all-attribute value buff shone with golden light and never faded.
And there is a small gold word under the status bar,
...Golden characters?
Found a clue and took a closer look.
[Special UR NPC exclusive buff: Listening to the sound of tennis...]
Chicken and Cat:...?
What kind of special exclusive status is this?
The player tries to view the details and clicks again.
[Special UR NPC exclusive buff: 'The Sound of Tennis']
Immune to all negative states, greatly improve mental strength! Greatly improve willpower! Affinity for tennis greatly increased!
Receive the blessing of the God of Luck and the God of Tennis—all illusion skills are passed! 】
The player's eyelids twitched, especially after seeing the long string of content that followed.
His eyelids even started tap dancing on the spot.
This UR BOSS...UR NPC, although the status bar status is small,
But it is true that quality is more valuable than quantity.
No matter which one is picked out alone, it is an absolute cheating bug.
Fortunately, fortunately, the players discovered the special state of UR BOSS early on.
After all, this is a skill that completely restrains the player - 'You think I know that you don't know, but I know that you don't know. The scheming frog touches your belly again, super confusing kaleidoscope' ball,
According to the player's original plan, the next ball should be the Mirror Ball.
In this case, it is not impossible to make temporary changes.
——It’s decided to be you, come out——!
'The world is comprehensive, all-encompassing, all-knowing, and omnipotent. You have it, I have it, and you can do it, I can do it, and we can all do it. One of the encyclopedias of the universe'!
Although I have watched it more than once, I am still shocked every time I watch it.
Skills that can be judged from the starting posture——
"Now, it should be the turn of the 'Kaleidoscope'—"
Transparent polyhedrons converged, and the brilliant light suddenly refracted. I couldn't help but close my eyes.
The person who closed his eyes a beat late was caught in the sight of the ball thrown in the air.
In an endless ocean of knowledge, countless figures overlapped and covered each other. In a trance, it seemed as if I myself had also melted into this endless and brilliant blankness.
“—Close your eyes!”
The Phoenix of Byodoin suddenly roared, and several people who were about to be smitten with their souls closed their eyes immediately after hearing this.
The moment I closed my eyes, I realized that a cold sweat had broken out on my back.
Mind, brain, consciousness,
Almost completely subsumed into chaos, blending into it...
What kind of ball is this? How can there be such a...
"...It's even more terrifying than last time."
Although it was not explicitly stated, everyone in the U-17 Japanese team knew it.
The Phoenix of Byodoin Temple's voice fell, and no one refuted.
The last time this goal was played was against Alexander Amadeus of the U-17 Swiss national team.
But by then, it had evolved to a terrifying level.
I thought that this was the end, and it was almost reaching the top.
But I never expected that there would be another level.up above level.up!
Having broken through absolute constraints and restrictions,
Even above the strongest, there is still room for improvement that is almost endless!
'Changes with each passing day',
Yagi Kei——Interpreting every time!
——'The ball fell from the sky,
Transparent crystal polyhedrons refract countless rays of light, and figures flicker in them, gathering the crystallization of knowledge, talent, and genius.
At the moment when the tennis racket that supports everything touches
The goal is clear, until the other party!
-Leopold Camus, lock this one!
The crowd watching the game on the sidelines were caught off guard, and their brains were almost melted by this ball, and they went blank.
And Leopold Camus, who faced this blow head-on,
The cobalt blue pupils reflected the endless vast ocean that flashed completely by.
He held the racket, but his body seemed to be frozen.
Stay there,
Motionless.
“…Camus?”
Squinting hard, groping through the cracks of his eyes for Leopold Camus, Tristan Barthes tried to grasp something.
"...Lord Camus?"
"……team leader??"
Both Dimodimolo and Jonal San George were somewhat puzzled.
Leopold Camus, who remained motionless, was as good as surrendering to his enemies—
But now, even if I wanted to say something, I couldn't.
Not only Camus, but others were also completely stunned by this extraordinary blow.
Even Plance Ludovic Charudaru, who was riding a horse, held the reins tightly.
Unlike everyone's worries,
Leopold Camus, at this moment - is completely immersed in this ball!
The sound of tennis balls, the sound of lines, countless sounds,
Not mixed, extremely clear, extremely clear——
Every voice is telling,
All for the eternal victory, all for the supreme ideal, all for the vast and endless challenge,
Surprisingly consistent—countless voices converged into one unified voice.
Underfoot, in the sky, on the court,
From tennis to racket,
Even the heart follows,
Leopold Camus blinked slowly.
The clear blue gemstone-like pupils reflected the ball coming towards him.
Reflecting the countless figures that flashed by in this ball, big and small, some running, some standing, some holding the racket, some lowering it,
The only connection between each figure is the most crucial and most important one——
tennis!
This ball creates an ocean of "tennis balls"!
"Click",
A splash of water splashed on the ground that collapsed and cracked like a ruin. It was crystal clear and faced the light. Although it was not conspicuous, it fell like raindrops.
From cheeks and eye sockets, it flows down like broken beads,
After a while, they finally came to their senses, and the two teams who noticed the abnormality looked over together -
The only figure standing there was Leopold Camus.
The tears that flowed from my eyes were endless,
“……?”
“Wait…?!”
"What happened??"
"H-Have you beaten someone to tears?"
Suddenly panicked, at a loss,
A beautiful woman sheds tears, and the one who is more beautiful is Leopold Camus, a treasure!
Unlike the panic of the crowd outside, Leopold Camus was filled with endless joy and happiness at this moment.
The joyful, rising, and overflowing emotions rose layer by layer, climbing to a level that his sensory system could no longer bear and could no longer tolerate.
The body reacts first.
The moment you swing your racket up—it’s not a counterattack, it’s a welcome!
"A ball like this, a ball like this—it's no longer just a ball. It's a whole, a complex confluence of countless people, countless pieces of knowledge, countless memories."
"Or even more exaggerated—"
"This ball is already a 'new world'!!!"
Leopold Camus swung his racket to meet the challenge, and with everyone watching, facing the incomparable power,
Even his figure became thin and faded, and he was completely immersed in it, just like someone who had just witnessed the ball without any preparation.
No, it's different.
They are passively absorbed, melted, and dissolved by this ball.
And Leopold Camus—he actively joined in!
He was almost willing, even eager and expectant, to devote himself completely to it!
“——Camus!!!”
A sudden cry rose from the ground,
As this transparent crystal refractive polyhedron hits the racket,
With a clang sound,
Dead silence, dead silence,
It's too fast to be seen by the naked eye.
So fast that even the nerves can hardly catch up,
Because it is so strong that it has greatly exceeded the scope of cognition,
So no one can speak to this anymore,
Can only witness, watch, and look up——
All eyes are on this ball.
Everyone is waiting for this ball.
All of them are looking forward to, expecting, and anticipating——
“——Beep!!”
The whistle pierced the sky above the court, drawing a long trail.
The referee who finally announced the result, Duke Watanabe, took a deep breath and suppressed his pounding heart.
Until the moment when his emotions got a break, he finally spoke.
"GAME Yagi Kei - Final score, 6-0!"
"Yagi Kei-WIN!!"
It was no surprise that the Japanese team
For the French team that made it to the final,
There are such players, and they are middle school students.
With him,
U-17, this one, the next one, the next one...
I dare not think about it anymore, and there is no extra space to think about it.
Amidst the crumbling ruins, Leopold Camus, who had faced the ball head-on, once again slowly stood up with his own strength.
Rise from the ruins and stand on the ground again,
He came to the net and met with the black-haired boy who made the final decision.
Two figures faced each other.
Embarrassed, struggling, but with eyes shining, it was Leopold Camus,
Calm, empty, like a pool of stagnant water without even a ripple, it was Kei Yagi.
"I lost,"
Frankly and quite bluntly, Leopold Camus said,
His eyes fixed on the dark-haired figure separated by a net, Camus smiled.
A genuine, heartfelt smile,
"Thank you for being willing to fight this battle with me."
Even though Yagi Kei hadn't said anything so far, Camus continued to follow his own words.
"You are strong, and you will become even stronger. You will be so strong that no one can catch up with you, leaving only an untouchable figure behind."
"'Revolutionary', 'the revolutionary who started the revolution',"
Leopold Camus's cobalt blue eyes reflected Yagi Kei's face, which seemed to have piqued his interest.
"That's what they call me,"
"But now, the person who can really start a revolution is no longer me."
When Duke Watanabe announced the end of the game, everyone who rushed to the court happened to hear this sentence.
Suddenly, they noticed something and both the Japanese and French teams couldn't help but slow down their pace.
This action also allowed them to hear Camus's other half of the sentence clearly and engrave it in their brains.
"Now, the spark of revolution is you."
"Yagi-kun, you are fully capable of creating a new era of tennis led by you!"
“…”
“…”
There was complete silence.
In the silence, only the heavy breathing that comes and goes is heard.
"If necessary,"
Leopold Camus said this with a smile, his eyes gently falling on the racket in Yagi Kei's hand.
He was hinting at something, his charming cobalt blue eyes were filled with light but sincere and affectionate light.
"...Let me also become a part of your power, Yagi-kun."
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